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FRIENDS
If you go around life you´ll find the best thing in it -FRIENDS!
These completely unknown people, once,
who are now one of the most important

parts of your lives
Friends know everything about you
and despite that, they love you.
With real friends you don´t need to talk
they know how to listen to your mind
So, you can think out loud.
If only I had more time
I would spend hours and hours
with my friends.
With them, I don´t have to pretend anything,
I can be my self,
I feel sure, relaxed and free.
If everything is dark and wrong
I run fast to meet them...
Then, the sun starts to shine and
I´m able go ahead, again
If I could, I would keep them
in a safe and comfortable case
to look after them carefully,
cause my friends are the biggest and
the most precious treasure
I've ever had

(Conchi del Nogal)

If I had my life to live over,
I would do more or less the same
Because I’m glad how my life goes on.
I don’t have many “ifs” to change…
Perhaps to be less serious, but this doesn’t depend on you
(it is your character) and maybe a bit bolder.
However, I think that we are always in time to make changes,
So it isn’t still too late to make them come true.
Maybe because I read Borges’s poem long time ago,
I learnt to do whatever I want, because I prefer to blunder
Than to regret the things I didn’t do in my life.
And, as Borges, I think the most important thing is to have moments.
This is what life is made of.

(Rocío Pérez-Minguez)

If I were lying on the ground, watching the Northern Lights,

perhaps I might catch its colourful curtains

to share them around the world.

If I could cross the world towards Africa's landscape

with my stolen curtains, I'd live always there,

with these curtains dressed.

If elephants wanted, I'd ask them for help,

I'd go onto their back, because the dunes are

so difficult to pass.

If suddenly, like a dream....If they wanted,

I would give them a piece of rainbow

from my colourful dress.

If our dream came true, the elephants could show

two colourful earrings hanging from their ears

as they go on.

(Concha Merchán)